Anyone ever have an entire series ruined for them because of the ending? I have. It’s happened quite a bit over the past couple years, too. (How I Met Your Mother, for example, along with a book series that decided to retcon things.) It makes me scared to reach the end of any series anymore, or to even invest time in a series at all.
Why do I bring this up? Because the final volume of Vampire Knight came out this week. At nineteen books long, this series has been part of my life for years. Not only did it introduce me to one of my favorite artists, but one of my all-time favorite characters, as well. Thanks to my luck with endings lately, though, I was prepared to ultimately be devastated.
I was wrong! More than wrong, in fact, since everything wrapped up in such a beautifully tragic way. (My favorite kind of ending!) After having so many series ruined for me, I’m absolutely thrilled that I won’t be adding Vampire Knight to that list.
Not sure how long this kind of luck will last for me, but I’m going to enjoy it while I can!